#dude's made to kill. and he has to or else he would die

[eff-plays]

Ok fine you guys twisted my arm (I say to a completely empty room) here's why I think Mass Effect 2 worked and Veilguard tried to copy it and failed.

First up is the complexity of the goal/plot. In ME2, the end goal was simple: Stop the Collectors from harvesting humans. Blast off through the Omega 4 Relay and probably die. Take down as many Collectors as possible before you die. Basically, shoot stuff until it explodes. It made sense that half of the squadmates were just "legendary badass", "legendary badass (green skin version)" and "legendary badass (huge tits version)." You need to kill dudes, so you pick people who are good at killing. There are a few who are better at tech or science, but they use tech and science to, you guessed it, kill dudes. Then you have a few who join due to aligning goals (Legion) or loyalty to Shepard (Tali, Garrus) or humanity/Cerberus (Jacob, Miranda), or they're literally getting paid to be there (Kasumi and Zaeed). But all of them have reasons to stick around, of various importance.

The specificity of the main plot is also relevant here, because everybody in the galaxy is like "oh humans are getting kidnapped? sucks to suck dude rip in piss ://" so it makes sense to recruit whoever you can get. You need help for an issue that (according to everyone who would otherwise help) only concerns you. So you're like "hey are you good at killing? and do you mind dying?" and most of those freaks go "yeah lmao whatever." They're self-selecting, because the cause is so specific and explicitly suicidal.

The suicidal thing also helps explain the loyalty missions, btw. They're not presented as "hey can you umm help? or I'm gonna be distwacted 👉👈" but as "hey man, these people are willing to die on your command, you should probably help them with their unfinished business at the very least." And yeah, the mechanic of "if you don't help they'll fucking perish" remains the same, but the framing is different. In ME2, you're basically helping a bunch of professionals to do this final thing before they die for your cause. It's both a sign of respect and of consideration for them as people, and strengthens your bond with them and their loyalty to you. The way it's framed means that you don't have to do this in order for them to do their job, but doing it helps strengthen their belief in you.

And because the stakes are relatively low (as far as everyone knows), of course the squadmates will respect and appreciate a Shepard who takes care of them more. Of course it builds loyalty. This person isn't just using you as a meat shield for their pet crusade, they're genuinely trying to do what's right and don't want you to die for nothing.

In Veilguard, you're literally told multiple times that you have to do their dumbfuck busywork or else they're gonna throw in the towel. Hey man can you do this thing? Or else I'm not saving the world :3c The stakes being SO HIGH while their issues are SO NOTHING makes most of them look really immature and incompetent, which clashes against the whole "gang of experts" thing. You're telling me this couldn't wait? I have to go into Lucanis' mind and figure out his traumas or else he won't ... hold a knife good? And that will doom the world because he's the only guy who can hold a knife? Okay???

ME2 presents everybody as professionals and experts in their field, but at the end of the day, they're just there to kill stuff. Remove one, and another will be found. The mission is (as far as everyone in power knows) not galaxy-threatening yet, so finding new guys to help would be easy. That's why Shep taking the time to solve their final issues means something and why it earns their loyalty. It shows that Shep cares about them as people.

Veilguard presents these people as experts in their fields, too. They're considered irreplacable in this conflict. And the conflict is saving the whole entire fucking world. And YET, that has to take a backseat to them figuring out what happened to a work colleague or Lucanis' grandma, because none of these experts can take a fucking chill pill to SAVE THE WORLD.

ME2 offers "low" stakes for the conflict and high stakes for the characters, so when it focuses on the characters' stories, it makes sense. You get the impression that it's character drama with a common goal that brings them all together. Veilguard offers high stakes for the plot and low stakes for the characters, but still focuses on the characters, so you get the sense that we're fucking around playing therapist while the world is on fire in the background, and it's presented as totally logical, because these guys can't save the world without a clear mind!! Despite being ... experts in their fields.

That's why, to me, Rook feels like a therapist while Shep feels like a leader.

Anyway, this is the formal end of the post but I wrote more on the specific character motivations of the Veilguard and why they don't work/feel trite to me and how that adds to Rook feeling like they're a therapist but it didn't fit with the rest of the post so under cut.

Another thing is that, while sometimes the problems of the Veilguard are technically higher stakes than the problems of the ME2 squad, there is a sense of "Hey do you actually need me for this?" And that I think is in part to the lacking motivations of the Veilguard. It's so unclear why some of them stick around that it becomes difficult to justify why they wouldn't just leave to fix their own issues.

(For example, Garrus asks us to help kill a guy. The guy isn't dangerous, he's not out there killing people or in possession of a superweapon ready to destroy a city. He's just an asshole and Garrus wants revenge. He could, technically, leave and just kill the guy himself. He knows where the guy is, so what's holding him back? Well, the job is. And Shepard is. Garrus wants Shep's help, because he doesn't trust himself to finish it on his own. He needs somebody to rely on, but he also knows that he can't just leave without Shep's permission, and that Shep needs him, too. Everything is on Shep's schedule, and there's no real time limit. His revenge can wait until Shep is ready to offer their help.

Neve is hunting an old rival who is a blood mage threatening to enslave her favorite city in all da world. It's pretty damn high stakes. But in my playthrough, Neve wasn't counting on Rook's help at all. In fact, she explicitly mentioned several times that she didn't. Yet, she still sat around and waited for their help. She didn't leave to deal with this on her own, didn't even consider it. But why not? What about Rook or this cause is keeping her there, especially since there's canonically time before the next big move and the issue is so high-stakes and pressing? People will die if she doesn't do something, yet she's sitting on her ass waiting for Rook, whose help she isn't counting on, to step up? What???)

Neve is introduced as being hired by Varric to find Solas, which she does. In the tutorial mission. She sticks around after Varric dies because ... she's in too deep now, I guess. She has to help save the world, you see. Even though all she wants is to go back to Minrathous and protect the people there. She wants your help to. Figure out some stuff. The famous big city detective needs the help of a person who's introduced as somebody who "thinks in straight lines" and whose nickname is probably a play on "rookie." She is not getting paid for this. She's doing this out of the kindness of her heart, even though most of her time on screen is spent dreaming of her favorite city in da world. She's not an expert in anything that has to do with the current plot, so she's in-fiction not really vital to keep around. Her role as a mage is made entirely pointless by the existence of Bellara and Emmrich. Supposedly her area of expertise is in blood magic ... despite hating it and not actually practicing it, on account of it being bad and evil. So she's an expert in killing blood mages, then?

Well, no. That's Lucanis. He's the resident mage killer ... who we find in an underwater prison, guarded by blood mages. I get there is a reason for why he was defeated, but the optics aren't great, ya know? We don't really free him as much as we lightly distract his guards, so he can bust out of the prison fully clothed and armored. He's suuper eager for revenge, but he's also been forcefully possessed. But that's okay, because we need his expertise for um. Killing mages. Which is what the Evanuris are. So this random possessed human guy will know better than anybody else how to kill the Evanuris. Sure. He decides to stick around on account of ... the Crows always finishing a contract. Who is paying him? Who is paying the Crows? His gam-gam ordered him to stay, she's basically offering us his services for freeing him. Guy is an indentured servant but acts like it's his choice, like it's an honor thing and not his grandma putting him in the toilet. And when it's time for him to show/offer his expertise in the field, he says "How am I supposed to fight a cloud?" which is fair enough, sure. But have you not fought mages before? Do you not have any reference for them doing weird shit at all? Do you not know how to disrupt rituals, break barriers? In the end, all he can practically do is hold the special knife and attempt to stick the pointy end into his target. Which my rogue Rook or Davrin or Taash chould've done. But gam-gam says to sit so he sits! It's not a very compelling motivation for this epic expert mage killer to just kinda. Stick around out of obligation. It could've been interesting, if he chafed against it or had to be won over, but he's just fine with it. It's treated as natural that this dude, who isn't even slightly an actual expert and is just a glorified knife holder and who isn't practically useful in any sense of the word, is still in the group. It's treated as natural that Rook has to go out of their way to help him clear his mind so he can hold the knife better next time, instead of just finding another guy to hold the knife. Maybe the spirit in him makes him stronger and more capable of fighting mages? No, the spirit is what made him miss in the first place, actually! So you have to help him figure it out or he'll miss again. DON'T ask somebody else to hold the knife though. It HAS TO BE Lucanis. Because he's the mage killer expert. Who missed. And can't handle mages.

Then we have Taash, who we need to kill the blighted dragons. They're the only dragon hunter around and have an encyclopedic knowledge of said dragons. Unfortunately the blighted state of the dragons that are actually necessary to kill are behaving in unexpected and different ways from normal dragons. They're literally manipulated by the Evanuris to be harder to kill. Making Taash's expertise moot. I didn't even have them in my party when I took on two dragons at once, and in fact the only dragons that Taash is presented as capable of killing are ones that they want us to kill. So this expert we recruit mostly introduces more dragons for us to kill that aren't actually threatening us in any way. The main time Taash has to show off their knowledge is when we use the dragon trap ... which was fashioned by Wardens. Who are all trained specifically to fight Archdemons. Who are dragons. That are blighted. Do you uh. Do you see my problem here. Taash also sticks around the Veilguard for inexplicable reasons. Mostly it seems they don't want to go home to their mother, which is fine, but this is a whole-ass adult, supposedly. They could go back to hunting dragons for the Lords, because they're written as too self-absorbed to really care about stepping up to the fight just for the sake of it. So despite them not really being useful in any way to the overall plot, we still have to help them figure out their gender identity, or else they won't be able to ... fight the blighted dragons. Which they couldn't fight. On account of the blight. Cool cool cool.

Then we have Emmrich, who is a professor and has shit to do. He is also presented as a Fade expert, while Bellara is somehow not, despite doing most of the Fade-related and artifact-related magic on-screen. Emmrich joins the Veilguard on account of um. Well we asked nicely, and he's a good guy, so he has to help save the world. Despite the fact that he's terrified of dying. Which he's far more likely to do after leaving his job. And the thing is, yeah, "the world might end so we need to stop that!" is a valid motivation, but if we accept it as the motivation of a central character whose plot we must find compelling, then why is it that it's only a few guys trying to save the world? This conflict is prestented as bigger than all the previous games combined, bigger than (the) Inquisition, which had literally entire armies and different branches and infrastructure for it's "smaller" conflict, and people were still volunteering and joining in droves, but here we're 8 guys? Are we meant to believe Emmrich's willingness to join the Veilguard is somehow unique to him, and that nobody else in the world would volunteer to join? When Harding exists, on the same team?

Speaking of, Harding is a character who can really get away with "I wanna save the world", because her joining the Inquisition is literally how she got into the plot in the first place. She's a joiner. She joins heroic causes. So her having this sort of bare-bones but noble motivation works. Same with Davrin. Bellara seems to join out of both curiosity and guilt, which are interesting enough reasons and come through visibly in her subplot and characterization, but more importantly, she doesn't have anything holding her back that might take priority until she finds out her brother is alive. Her sticking around also makes some sense because she's ya know. An elf mage Fade expert. Or sorry an elf artifacts expert.

I'm not saying "somebody's gotta do it!" or "it's the right thing to do!" aren't valid motivations, they clearly are, but there's gotta be more to it, especially when it comes to characters who have something to lose like Emmrich. My guy is terrified of death but he's such a good dude that he jumps into this life-threatening conflict without a second thought? But then gets so "distracted" by his wacky scientist former colleague that he needs our help figuring it out? Huh???

Um. I didn't have a conclussy for this part of the post so. bye

[gay-dorito-dust]

Just some big three pjo things I think about.

Percy -the little shit- would absolutely utilise his ability of water to mess with you.

100%

If you leave a water bottle unopened, expect Percy to surge what little water was left inside to spray you when you’re going in for a drink. Leaving you soaked and glaring at the boy across the camp.

He thinks he’s funny but he’s really not.

You can’t even try to do this back to him as it usually results in it being thrown back in your face, literally as you’re reminded that this dude can walk into waist deep water, and miraculously come back as dry as he was before entering.

So needless to say you keep your water bottles tightly shut when you’re near Percy in case he’s feeling funny that day or has that certain gleam in his eye.

Percy can’t be trusted near uncapped water bottles, it’s a rule to never leave Percy near them or be within sight of any un opened water bottles.

Percy is not allowed to participate in watergun fights…for very obvious reasons and even if he does, the bastard had to be prohibited from using his powers at all during the watergun fights!

Everyone else in camp will be soaked and he would be dry as fuck, everyone calls it cheating but Percy calls it otherwise. Smug little twat.

Also don’t imagine Percy using the water out of an water bottle to douse you and when your chasing him, ready to kill him, his excuse is that ‘it’s a hot day in camp and I thought you could cool off a little!’ As if that was going to save him from the ass whooping your about to give him.

Nico has silent footsteps.

He can travel through shadows.

This is a recipe for disaster as he can easily scare you without having to try all that hard. And it’s the worst feeling ever.

He won’t know just how silent his footsteps are until you point it out to him or else he’ll think that he’s more than made his arrival known. (He absolutely didn’t)

Nico could emerge from the shadow nearby and walk up to you and casually say ‘hey’ and you’ll almost come out of your own skin when you realised the pale Italian in the aviator jacket next to you.

‘Fucking hell Nico’ you’d groan as you grasp your chest, trying to calm yourself down from the initial scare. ‘Warn me next time.’ You would add and Nico would only look at you as though you had grown a second head.

He had no clue what you were on about but would continue his day like he would any other, doing the same exact thing to other campers and getting the same exact reaction he got out of you too many times to be coincidental.

Even when he’s not shadow traveling, his footsteps are quite enough to have you believe that he had just appeared out of nowhere, and not walked the entirety of camp just to tell you something.

‘You’ve got to stop popping up out of nowhere.’ You tell him.

‘I’m not doing anything!’ He’d reply.

‘You’ve got silent footsteps Nico! Can’t hear shit when you’re creeping up on me, do you want me to die?’ You’d say and all of sudden everything made sense to Nico as to why everyone seemed to be unable to notice him until he was standing nearby.

‘Oh.’ He’d say. Does this change anything? No not really as Nico finds it funny to see people get scared. It’s made even funnier when on Halloween when everyone is done telling their scariest stories.

Jason tends to electric shock people, not on purpose, it just happens without warning.

I’m talking rubbing your hands on a carpet super fact and touching someone’s arm, or rubbing a balloon against yourself and watching in awe as it makes the hairs on your arms stick up.

However he didn’t need to rub his hands on a carpet to give someone an eclectic shock, he can just reach out to you and make it happen.

You could just be reaching for his hand and zap! You’ve been given an electric shock by Jason grace! You flinch back to rub your hand and Jason thought you were hurt and was already reaching out to you to help when-

You guessed it another electric shock happens.

It doesn’t hurt, you’re not in any pain but still you were being zapped at the end of the day.

Jason isn’t aware of this ability until afterwards and he’s just as confused as you and will not reach out for you for a while until he’s certain he won’t shock you.

Which is a solid 50/50. It happens when he least expects it or it can strike twice if you were the unlucky soul to get an electric shock back to back.

Guess it’s a weird perk of being the child of Zeus.

[darknebula85]

23/11/2024, Log of DARKNEBULA85, 1:16 PM...

SPOILERS: Special Edition, Arcane Season 2, Episodes 7-8-9...

As I’m writing this, it’s 4:20 in the morning. I’m on a 24-hour shift, but here I am, watching the new episodes as they’ve just come out. The hype I’m feeling is so intense that I’m not even a little bit sleepy. Episode 7 is both the most beautiful and the most heartbreaking thing I’ve seen in this series. I spent the entire episode thinking, "If only everything had gone right, this is how it all could have ended…” Seeing all the characters together and alive (except Vi) made me so happy, yet it was killing me inside because, in our reality, it’s the complete opposite.Can we all agree that Ekko is the hero of this series??? A guy who had everything taken from him, suddenly gets it all back, and then has to give it up again to save his people. He succeeds in the end, but it’s still so tragic, he accomplished his mission but was left alone, without his family, friends, or the girl he loved. It’s devastating.I was absolutely crushed by the death of my favorite psychotic blue-haired girl because I held onto hope until the very last second that she would survive… But alas, it seems that in both universes, the sisters can’t be happy together. One of them always has to die. Still, I’m glad they each had someone to lean on as they mourned their lost sister (Vi with Cait, Powder with Ekko). And Heimerdinger? My poor little guy died, and no one even noticed. At least he went out happy, knowing he gave someone else the chance to achieve what he couldn’t. And Jayce… I always had faith in him. I’ve supported him since the first season, and I held back from criticizing him in earlier episodes because I knew there was a reason behind his actions. And, oh boy, there sure was. By the way, Ambessa’s design is hands down my favorite, what an absolutely spectacular character design. And the ending… It’s perfect. Everything about this series is perfect. I’ve tried to think of a single bad thing about it, and I just can’t. I don’t think we’ll see another show this perfect for a long time, it’s a true masterpiece in every sense of the word.I really hope the creators expand this universe. There’s still so much left to explore and so many storylines to wrap up, like the Black Rose. If you’ll excuse me, I’m now going to cry myself to sleep, considering I haven’t slept since 8 a.m. yesterday.

Yo seguiré en negación creyendo para mi mismo que Jinx sigue viva

Edit 10:53 PM... DUDE I’m at a party, and there’s literally a guy who looks EXACTLY like Vander. Same clothes, same hair, same beard, same size… I feel like crying and I want to die 😭

[darth-jess]

Anidala rant

Alright I really don't understand people saying that Anakin didn't actually love Padmé, he was just obsessive and then used her as an excuse to get more power.

First off, love in general is just a tad bit obsessive okay? I'm a bit obsessed with my husband, I love him, he's amazing. You have to be a little obsessive to have the courage to bear your heart and soul to someone who you are absolutely NOT supposed to be with. Also, can we talk about the fact that after Padmé "rejected" him he totally backed down? I mean he still loved her, but he wasn't going to push it anymore until she admitted that she loved him too.

Also…ANAKIN LITERALLY SACRIFICES HIS SOUL because he can't bear the thought of living without her. If it isn't clear enough in the movies (it is crystal clear) then the Revenge of the Sith novelization makes it even more so. He is genuinely horrified when he discovers that his friend, the Chancellor has been a Sith Lord this whole time, and multiple times he wishes Obi-wan was there with him because Anakin is so confused and has no idea what to do. And the ONLY reason he goes back to "save" Palpatine is because he can't let Palpatine die without learning how to save Padmé.

EVEN WHEN MACE IS FIGHTING PALPATINE Anakin wants Palpatine to BE ARRESTED. The only time Anakin moves against Mace Windu is when Mace is about to kill Palpatine, who has convinced Anakin that he is the only one who has the knowledge to save Padmé.

His turning to the Dark Side has nothing to do with power, and solely to do with wanting to save his wife from certain death. Dude was literally about to leave the Jedi Order, and he honestly didn't care anymore about being granted the rank of Master. The only reason he NEEDED the rank so badly is because he wanted to look up stuff in the Jedi archives ways he could possibly save Padmé, but only Jedi Masters were able to access some of these files. Add in the fact that his nightmares had made it impossible for him to sleep for literal days (weeks?) before the battle in the Chancellor's office.

Even when he's choking her on Mustafar, it's not because he never loved her, it's because he is in so much pain. All he sees is that the woman he loves most in the world, the woman he has sacrificed everything for and destroyed his soul for, WANTS HIM DEAD. Which of course isn't true, but why else would she have brought Obi-wan with her? He chokes her because every one of her words is a dagger, he feels betrayed and he can't listen to it anymore or he'll shatter. –This is not an excuse for any kind of abuse, but you have to understand the emotional turmoil he is going through. This is also not an argument that what he did was RIGHT in any way after turning to the Dark Side, but you do have to see how his actions (to him, at least) make perfect sense and that NONE of his actions hint at the fact that he either didn't love her or stopped loving her. He loved her even as Vader, he loved her forever.

Anyway, sorry, I've been reading the ROTS novelization and I'm almost done with it and I'm sad and emotional.

[pyreo]

I'm comparing the Dungeon Meshi manga to episodes I just watched and now I gotta capital-p Post about this one episode (spoilers past Episode 12)

So this part is an emotional side-step from the central throughline so far - Laios and Marcille got Falin back successfully and reunited, and they got that payoff from the very beginning where they thought it would be impossible. But Chilchuck is very much a part of these layers of development, so after that dragon finally dies, we stop for a second - Laios and Marcille are recovering, Falin has disappeared again - how does Chilchuck feel at that point?

It's the perfect stage to insert that because he didn't really share in that sense of victory in the same way as Laios and Marcille recovering someone extremely close to them. And that's on purpose because he keeps everyone at arms' length. As soon as that arc hits its end and Falin is recovered, there's at last space to ask - why is Chilchuck even here.

He's asking himself that through the chapter. Now that they've lost the person they intended to save, he regrets agreeing to come.

And starts shouldering responsibility for everything ending up this way. We saw that when he got stuck in the mimic room before - he refuses to let himself ask for help, or he'll try to take burdens alone to lessen relying on others. The original Touden Party was six people, and when Laios insisted on going back underground they were two, and he knew they would die, and figured maybe, maybe if they were one more, with his skillset, maybe they'd have a chance. He couldn't let them walk back down just to die.

And he's going back to that mindset - their lives are on me. He thinks he could have prevented this if he'd chosen differently. Essentially, the walk alongside the orc woman is him working through a guilt spiral.

He sees a second chance to correct that mistake of joining the party. He wants them out now, before they die. The orc asks him how they defeated a dragon and, in explaining it, he reminds himself of all the risky, ridiculous things they had to do, and he isn't satisfied with just getting lucky. Laios got his foot bitten off, on purpose! This proves to him that if they go any further they will not survive. And he hints at this dissatisfaction a couple chapters later, wishing his teammates prioritised things other than winning at all costs...

Like, obviously. The point of this chapter is Chilchuck pretending to be a self-serving coward. To the point where others react with disdain, even disgust, towards him because he wants to lie to Marcille and Laios to ensure they turn back. He's desperate to get out of a hopeless situation by any means necessary, and will destroy his standing in the group in a blink if it means nobody else dies. He has to go on a stupid mental health walk for his stupid mental health and talk through his little bout of panic and doubt.

'You called me a coward so don't be surprised when I act accordingly'

He needs someone very blunt to tell him 'dude you're not being a coward for wanting your friends to get out of hell alive. you're a coward for making excuses instead of honestly telling them your concern is genuine' and he BSODs about it. He needs to rant and externalise that frustration over their recklessness at a third party. He needs to scream that they are idiots because he's the only one for which the ends don't justify the means and he can't keep losing his mind over everyone's safety. Down to a point, the orc praises their ability to survive the explosion from the dragon's fuel sac, and it only justifies Chilchuck - Falin didn't even know she could cast the spell that stopped them all being killed, and they cannot continue getting lucky like this.

Anyway. The reason I stopped to think about it was this part-

Where he recovers Laios's monster-infused sword. The thing that made their situation in the dragon fight go from bad to worse, that he swore at Laios for in every language he knew. The most angry we'd seen him. And now he calmly picks it up and praises it for being the only one of them smart enough to make a run for it.

He's projecting, obviously. He's internalising the label of 'coward' and changing himself to fit it. And, look at him, he's so tired of this. It's evidence of his sheer exhaustion that his anger immediately disappears and he actually gives it a compliment. Him and Laios's sword, the group cowards, the only one who agrees with him.

Then, because he had a walk before getting into the argument, he's organised his feelings and drops all the walls and pretense and just says it.

There's a rule of writing where you contrast your high energy sequences with parts that are slow and mundane, to make the difference more apparent. I think that's why I like this bit so much. The fight against the dragon is long, and the emotional stakes are enormous. Right after that we have the bath scene with Falin and Marcille, and Laios ruffling Falin's hair, and this part that pauses everything to explore the stuff that Chilchuck finally needs to say. And it's wrapped in this neat little solemn journey to pick up their supplies and remember how it felt when all five of them had a meal around a real dinner table at last.

And because he doesn't resort to individualistic trickery, because he explains his point as a duty of care rather than pitting himself against the others, he gets backed up. Senshi agrees that they don't have the supplies to continue, and the orc lady mentions her brethren will return later and can give them support, all of which together breaks down Laios's singleminded devotion to his cause.

Personally I think the manga's better suited to comic timing, but in the anime you can get fleshed out little moments, like Laios's face journey as he realises the other three are making a good case for their survival.

This was my favourite part so far, and I like how both Chilchuck-centric episodes have separated him from the others. Because he won't reveal anything he's thinking otherwise. lmao

[riacte]

"It's rotten work," Ren says. His tail swishes nervously. He has the demeanor of a sad scolded puppy even though no one's scolding him.

False looks up from where she's placing down mud blocks in accordance to the roads that Ren lined out. Ren's theatre kid behaviour must be kicking in now, because to call her work rotten is dramatic and almost insulting.

"It's not rotten to me. There's stuff I would call rotten work, but this is no where near it."

False places down another block. Ren obediently shuffles out of the way.

"Rotten work is when I'm at a tourney and no one's listening to my strategy so I'm left all alone, but then they use my strategy and we actually win while everyone ignores me. Rotten work is when someone sabotages me and I'm the one left to sweep away the pieces. Rotten work is when someone attacks me on purpose and I'm the one who has to apologise for being mad and pacify everyone else. This?" False pulls out another mud block, "is building. And building is not rotten work."

Ren cautiously observes what False is doing, then also pulls out his mud blocks. He moves a few steps forward so he's placing blocks, but out of her way. "It's still work," he admits. "A lot of work, in fact."

False is nonplussed. "But that's what builders do, don't they? And I am the Minister of Transport."

Ren laughs, but it's a quiet laugh. He pauses like he's hesitating, then he mumbles,

"I'm a lot of work."

Now it's False's turn to pause. Her hands continue with placing the blocks, because that's what she does. Building. Grinding. Helping friends out. So on and so forth.

"It's peculiar work for sure," False says, her tone light. "Picking up your stuff when you spontaneously explode. Bugging you about MCC. Teaching you basic colour theory. You can't get orange from blue, Ren. It sadly doesn't work that way."

Ren chuckles at the jab. "Worth a shot, eh?"

False coughs. "Yeah, like I said, peculiar work. But it's fine. I like doing peculiar work because I'm a peculiar person and you're a peculiar person. But together we are normal. Very normal indeed."

Ren considers it. "What if I don't want to be normal?"

"Then we won't be normal."

"What if I want to be normal?"

"Then we'll be normal. Or at least pretend to be."

Ren laughs. "That doesn't make any sense."

False smiles wryly. "Come on now, Ren, when have I ever made any sense?"

He shoots her a grin. "But you're like the most sensible person in the Neighbourhood!"

False lets the silence hang between them for comedic effect. "... No."

"No?"

"If I were sensible, I would've left the Neighourhood long ago."

"Hey!"

"Just kidding. That's why I'm not sensible. That's why I like not being sensible. Besides, I'm not the one who organised the ministry or planned the roads. You did. You're the one with the vision. I'm just following it."

Ren looks around the paths and his tail wags in excitement. "But you're contributing to the vision! I saw the bits and pieces you added! It looks great, by the way!"

False nonchalantly continues placing. "Yeah, you see, that's part of the peculiar work. You draw up the canvas and I edit in the details. It's like how we did the raceway last time."

"Yeah, but I haven't grinded as hard this time around. Too busy with my permit, my dude."

False giggles. "Would you call getting the beacon permit drawing a short straw?"

"I mean, I was the second to die in Demise, but you won and everything worked out in the end, so I don't mind." A pause. "Also gives me a chance to kill those dastardly withers as revenge for all the times they defeated me."

"Right, it's a lot of work to kill them, never mind farm them."

Ren sighs deeply. "There's definitely a lot going on. Especially those buttons, man."

False glances up. They're both still doing the roads. She watches Ren shift up a step and place down a mud brick slab.

"Yeah, but it'll be worth it. I'll buy your beacons. Actually, you can go do your buttons. You can kill some withers. I'll take care of this."

She can almost hear his apologies— sorry that she's doing the roads that he was supposed to do, sorry that he didn't reply to her messages, sorry that he's the way he is.

(And maybe he picks it up too— the way she actually means "I'll take care of you". He always seems to instinctively know what she means under her contradictory and confusing words. In the same way she instinctively knows what he means.)

Ren softly chuckles. "It's peculiar work."

"It's peculiar work especially if it's me, and especially if it's you—"

False sets down a mud brick slab right next to the one Ren placed. Just one slight push, and the pattern of the bricks align like they'd been inseparable from the get go. The corner of her lips quirk up.

"— but that's why I do it."

[usahanna]

While i was playing CH3 i took multiple breaks between saves and wrote down my first impressions and immediate reactions to some bits of the chapter. I thought that would make me remember the experience more while i took in the story. I just wanted to share them for posterity xp

intro with the tv static got me giggling like a schoolgirl

Dude i love the way the couch is drawn

So Susie's not gonna question how we got here alright

I DIDN'T EXPECT THE LOREDROP TOWARDS SUSIE THIS SOON WHAT

Her talksprites... oh susie

DARKER THAN DARK CHAIR!!!!!!

FUCKING. ENDOGENY???????

IMAGE_FRIEND JUMPSCARE MOTHERFUCKER WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE

Ohh the escapism themes are coming in heavy. Ralsei please we're not even 15 minutes in :')

I might've screamed when Tenna appeared btw

DUDE WHAT TH FUCK HIS SPRITES. HIS ANIMATIONS. HE'S 3D!!!!!!

I KNOW IT'S SUPPOSED TO MIMIC EARLY 3D ANIMATONS BUT HIS MOVEMENTS REMINDS ME SO MUCH OF THE HYLICS ART STYLE IM GOING TO DIE???????

THAT GODDAMN COWBOY AD. I SEE YOU.

Mike.

Fuck what a bombastic intro

IS THIS JUST TLOZ????? IM CRYING EVERYONE LOOKS ADORABLE

I might have witnessed a divorce live

Tenna mentioned something about a mailman. I know who you are. I don't trust you.

The fact that ralsei follows you around because he doesn't know what else to do 😭

And just when i was getting good at the cooking game the game ends 💔 okay

Green room :3

Oh i guess i can play the cooking game again

Mannn the different variants of rude buster go so hard!!!

Tenna mentions he doesn't know if kris likes him or not.. i wonder if it's because what spamton told them? Or because they stopped using the TV and tenna's unsure why that happened

Susie connecting with tenna... I don't know how i feel about this

I don't like him 🖕

When you take a picture of rouxls in the second round it takes away points 😭😭

SUSIE WITH A RIBBOOONNNN 💜💜💜💜💜🎉💜💥🩷💜🎉💥💜💥💜

Dude im seriously loving the interactions between the fun gang in these games

The Shuttah encounter was sooo cool omg it's probably one of my favorite enemies after the werewires!

IS ROUXLS A HOMEWRECKEoh nvm they're a polycule now

Yayy rhythm minigameDID YOU JUST NAMEDROP DECEMBER????????????

Got an S rank 💜 i knew being obsessed with FNF was going to pay off at some point

* Okay!

BREAKING NEWS FROM UNDERTALE OST?????

"Not everyone liked the change, some people left. Of course that was in the days of black and white" 👁️👁️

Ok so: i replayed the second round because i didn't finish the first minigame from the S Rank Room (WHOSE MUSIC HAS "A REAL BOY" IN IT????) i reloaded a save file i made just in case (thank god) and? what?? do you mean???? ice key????????

It's an Ice Palace. Of course it's an Ice Palace.

"It all started with an ice spell" or whatever the fuck it said but DUDE???????

That's supposed to be Noelle isn't it..

COWBOY PROGRAM YOU SAY??????

Asgore watching those shows with Kris when they were a child sitting on his leg as he bounced them.. stop the hype im crying now

Susie with a dinosaur onesie :3

TORIEL. AND SHE HAS QUEEN ATTIRE 😭

Ohhh so tenna IS sad about not being used anymore i see. Damn .

Okay i said i didn't trust him before but seeing him desperate makes me feel bad

oh god he's coming OH GOD HES C

There's a specific sprite of Tenna I can't wait to see in a million billion pfps

COWBOY MINIGAME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

STARWALKER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

TV Slop canon in deltarune btw

I love the art in the TV Rooms so much GOSHH

.............. PIPIS ??????

* The Dealmaker moves

Had to take a minute here because. Oh my god. Oh my fucking god

THEY WERE GAY LOVERS???????????????

Weather duo divorced Rouxls and started dating starwalker now 💜💜💜 okay

So. Are we witnessesing this guy go crazy like spamton and jevil .

WHAAATTT HAPPENED TO THE LOBBY..

Everyone in this dark world are so Aware of the light world, it's possibly the most aware Darkners have been about their surroundings

Ramb :(

BRO DEAR GOD I ACCIDENTALLY KILLED SUSIE AND RALSEI IN THE FINAL S ROOM MINIGAME AND KRIS FLINCHED AND TRIED TO LOOK AWAY 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭 WORST OF ALL THAT'S THE ONLY WAY TO PROGRESS

Oh! That's. That's the bunker. In the minigame .

WE'RE IN??

friend jumpscare. multiple ones......

Yeah FRIEND is def a cat

Hmmm. Tiny kris coming out of the screen and scaring kris. I donf like that.

I'm so sorry bro i didn't want scare you IM SO SORRY

Susie comes in to save the day again 🥺

ShadowMantle acquired ☑️ and it was all for fucking nothing because i couldn't find the secret boss

FIRST EVER DESS AND ASRIEL SPRITES

Hmmmmm who else cried at susie's story ✋ fuck

Tenna is.. a good guy?

JESUS CHRIST NEVERMIND HE'S DEAD

ROARING KNIGHT????????? IN THE FLESH JUST LIKE THAT?????????

UNDYNE????????

The fountain is still open.

No fucking way we're going in the bunker next chapter, holy fuck

TGATS THE END???

[zhvakinnn]

Can you do what it feels like to be the crews younger sibling pls?

Stay beside me.. please

Mouthwashing character x sibling reader (platonic)

A/N: im not sure who's crew but im assuming this is mouth washing is not I could totally write different, and finally something that is not romantic

Warnings: jimmy

Fluff and angst (yes)

✳️as always i don't know much English so if something is wrong correct me✳️

Daisuke

Fluff

His mere exited for you to be there, since he could talk to someone while still not being close to anyone

He brought many things like jigsaw puzzle, chess, monopoly etc

Your duo troupe is either yapper x listener or yapper x yapper (his always the yapper)

It's fun to be around him your surrounding won't be silent even in a second

And I think his the type of brother who laughs before helping you if you get stuck on something or fell

But his the only one who can mock you he will not fight the person physically but in words his definitely a trash talker

Okay now back to the ship, he was the one who introduced to Swansea and Anya

If you ever got your brothers personality Swansea is double pissed

He loves you and his showing it by cheering for you like praising the things you did "you did pretty good there little dude" "that was cool! Im proud of you"

His a pretty cool brother

Angst

You were there to where Swansea killed him

You looked down to your brother who was suffering

Swansea made you back away not letting you watch the scene

You even tried to stop Swansea to kill him but Swansea said it's the only way to stop his suffering

You kept on making excuses for him to save

You argue back that if cpt. Curly can survive daisuke can too

"(name)! FOR FUCK SAKE GET OUT OF HERE" he shouted making you cry seeking for your brothers comfort but he can't

Daisuke was coughing loud "I love you bro" you run and run till you reach the nurse room

His a pretty cool brother

Anya

Fluff

She's the sister who always and will take care of you

Even a little scratch she's putting on alcohol, disinfectant spray,betadine and more hijibigibis before slapping a bandaid

She's the nurse after all

She's a calm and beautiful woman and sometimes you wish to be like her one day

If you ever need a shoulder to cry she'll let you lean, need a hug she's there open arms, need to spill all your problems after bottling it up she has two ears to listen

But sometimes you wonder what is going on with your sisters head, you tried to let her talk to you about her problems but she shook her head saying she's fine

You didn't believe her you were patient taking each step for her to get it out of her

And when the crash happened she finally let it out of her

You stared at her as your fist curled she stopped you from attack it (jimmy)

You calm down and nodded you head but you never stop staring daggers to Jim

But then again I think she's the type of sister who wants to do some of TikTok dance and mostly sleep over

And if you two are playing some kind of board games and if she lose she would stare at you wanting to strangle you

But she still loves you don't worry

Angst

When you went to check on the room since cpt. Curly was making noises, once you open the door your heart sink's

Seeing your sister sitting there blood on her mouth

You ran up to her and drop to your knees you cried out for help while cpt. Curly was there to watch the scene

You held your sister close to your chest not caring about the blood

"captain what happened to her" you cried looking at him he groans and landing his eyes on the bottle of pills you looked to where his eyes looking at seeing the bottle

You picked it up and it was all empty making you cry more

She always tells you that "don't keep everything bottle up to yourself or else you'll die drowning"

Yet she couldn't even tell you and you didn't know she was hurting to much

You swear on your life you'll take avange of your sisters death

I couldn't finish this but I'll make a part two for the rest of the characters

[missmarveledsblog]

IDiots (dean winchester x reader )

Summary : when reader becomes the victim of a entity Dean is forced to admit feeling that he thought he could keep away in fear of being hurt .

Warning : little angsty mostly fluffy

Shit hitting the fan was an understatement of the century . The boys stood stuck to the ground watching as it loomed over her . He knew it was his fault , he knew they told him it was bad idea and yet he knew better . He knew this stuff more than they did or so he thought. Now he stood frozen while his brother screamed for it to leave her alone , while the woman he's loves in now on the ground out cold while evil lurks over her and it was all his fault . They warned him a week ago and he didn't listen.

It was always the same on case sam and Y/N sat in the kitchen of the bunker laptops on and researching away . " so the story goes a woman Jane Howard was killed by some dude one night , a man by John.. Smith really this has got to be fake .. anyway he was in love with Jane but never told her went on rampage in his madness killing single women some say he now attaches to a woman and if her love doesn't announce himself to her he take her soul to live with him for eternity " she couldn't help laugh at the ridiculousness of it all . " hey maybe I can get slash to admit he knows and loves me " she snorted. " or someone else would grow balls and do it " sam muttered shooting his brother a quick glance . " awh Sammy I love you too .. not like that though but we have our pact still " she teased . " pact? " . " if we're both single by 50 I marry her " sam smiled seeing the jealous glare from his brother . " yup have in writing too , I mean it's on a beer mat but still OK I need to pack up I'll meet you guys in an hour " she giggled heading off to her room . " you think maybe we should ask her sit this out giving she probably going to die before you admit your feelings to her " sam mused . " she not into me dude so let's drop this " he huffed walking off to his own room . " idiots I'm surrounded by idiots " sam face palmed .

Walking out she was standing looking at the brothers pouting up at them. " cas will be fine " Dean rolled his eyes . " but he's a baby " she whined . " he older than three of us combined ... plus Bobby's got him " . " I miss him already " she pouted making his heart beat faster . " go give him another hug " he smiled making her bolt into the bunker . " now if I asked that I'd be told to suck it up " sam teased . " hey Bobby give her special treatment too , plus she clearly pining for the big baby " he pointed out . " well then maybe he'll do what you can't but cas isn't the one she pining for i can definitely tell you that much " sam shot back . " he's a bit better but still sad " she sighed getting into the impala cutting dean asking what his brother ment by that . " come on we can get you some of those candy bars you like on the way " sam smiled brightly at her . " its like your in love with cas " Dean rolled his eyes . " I love all you guys .. some more than other " she whispered looking at him before getting into the car . " idiots " sam exhaled before following.

Pulling up to the motel instead of waking the sleeping woman Dean decided she was too cute to disturb only for him to lift her and carry her in leaving his brother to carry the bags . " yeah course I got it " the younger winchester huffed . Not that his brother listened nor did he care when she held on tight nuzzling her head into his chest letting out a content sigh . Maybe she could love him back like he loved her but then again the self doubt kicked in . She was light and he was just the darkest of dark . A woman like her couldn't love him. She was too special and he was the boy who couldn't even make his own father proud no matter what he did . No a girl like her was made for his brother . Caring sweetheart who would make sure everyone was OK before herself . A smile and laugh that could brighten anyone's day no he would never have a woman love the likes of him , he was sure of it . Placing her gently on the bed he rushed out of the room, only just as he did she smiled in her sleep calling his name . " idiot " sam huffed placing the bags at the near by table .

Driving to the house another woman losing her life what perplexed then was the man admitted he love her yet she still died . " oh no " she gasped . " what is it " sam turned checking her over . " she didn't love him back its why she died " she sniffled . "Great so it like a true loves first kiss but with a entity " Dean growled . " we'll get him don't worry " she patted his shoulder. " hey why don't you sit this one out " sam turned to her. " yeah I mean if he latches on I don't think we could get slash here on time " Dean joked making her eyes roll . " he not my true love though " she blew her nose. "Well im sure cas can come soon then " he didn't mean for it to come out snappy . " you think I love cas like that " she snorted . " I mean your always cuddling him , hate leaving him and well i don't know " he shrugged. " i cuddle sammy too and bobby when he lets me " she deadpanned which wasn't a lie she was a cuddler . " your not in love with cas " he asked. " i love him but not in love with him " she murmured . " idiots " sam grumbled .

they went after the entity it keep messing with her locking her into rooms or pushing her little things it considered as warning leading the brothers to take her from the house and back to the motel. " your sitting this one out " dean slammed the door while sam checked the small cuts the litter her hands after she was pushed into glass. "i'm not letting a bully win " she growled. " your not going " sam said putting the gauze on her hand . " i'm going and where going to kick his ass, i'm going to have a shower " she got off the bed grabbing her clothes before heading to the bathroom . " you need to either tell her or make her sit this one out " sam waited til the shower was on . " why don't you tell her , it's clear your the one she loves " he shot back . " i love her like a sister god you are so blind to what's in front of you , you need to get her to sit it out, he's already feeding on you and she getting hurt " he said holding up the glass shard filled dish . " a guy like me doesn't get with a girl like that ok i am sick of you pushing this " he growled slamming the door . only for sam to look up and see her standing there heartbroken hearing his words. " he didn't mean it the way you think he did " he began but she just grabbed her coat and shoes before heading out the door herself storming past the older winchester . " idiots " sam yelled out at them .

she knew it was stupid , something she was completely regretting the minute she stepped in the house but ever since they took on this case everything went to shit . Maybe a broken heart could take on a broken heart was her stupid reasoning . His words replayed over in her head making her head reel . That was til she was locked in a room trying to get out til she was knocked across the room her phone hitting the ground as dean number came up and answer , he could here her groans and followed by something he could only describe as a disembodied growl . " shit we're coming sweetheart " he called before the line went completely dead. now here they stood stuck while the entity stood over her body sucking and draining the life from her . The fear of losing her was growing stronger then the fear of rejection . "please stop ok take me , i know you don't but take me i will take her place , they world can't lose a woman like that , a woman who would starve rather then let someone go hungry , one who cries at stupid video's online because someone is sad and she can't help , i'd rather you take me then take the woman i love out from this world" he finally felt the words spewn only for her to sit up gasping grabbing the pistol and shooting the entity and the two men being able to move . " i'm sorry " was all she said not that he cared he was stunned , knowing the only reason she was talking now was because in some divine madness meant she loved him like really loved him . she couldn't get another word out before she felt him pull her up and smash his lips to her . " finally ... idiots " sam smiled looking at the pair.

[in-a-bucket]

I wanna say this about Hasegawa: I firmly believe it wasn’t just the fact that Kamimura died that impacted Hasegawa’s mental decline, but it was also the CIRCUMSTANCES and HOW he died that really fucked up Hasegawa.

That’s not to see he wouldn’t have been fucked up if Kamimura died via accident or by a mistake. Kamimura’s death would have caused Ken to spiral regardless, but I think the circumstances of how he died really made the mental decline fast and made the resentment really go outwards.

I think people kind of forget that Kamimura didn’t just die. He was TORTURED to death. He was alive and very much aware during his tongue getting cut out, the stabbing, the slicing, and potentially the disembowlment. Hopefully he wasn’t alive while getting his head sawed off. Hasegawa had to stand there and watch Okazaki gleefully explain that while she was COVERED in Kamimura’s blood: unrepentant and uncaring and joyfully declaring Kamimura’s death was for nothing. Hasegawa knows about almost everything because he’s interested in everything, so he was probably acutely aware of how much Kamimura suffered in his last moments. Especially when the dude has hemophilia. Knowing is the true horror here.

It doesn’t excuse what he did, but that combined with the other circumstances of the killing game, and his specific other circumstances (almost no support*, not close to anyone else, alone most of the time? meds are fucking gone, learning people are watching this for entertainment, seeing no escape in the blueprints, probably feeling like everyone just moved on like normal when his best friend died in such a horrific manner, etc.), add to the fact Okazaki specifically said she did it BECAUSE of Hasegawa? I’d probably go insane too. He and Watari needed to be on SUICIDE WATCH and that didn’t happen because the only people that would care are other SEVENTEEN YEAR OLDS who wouldn’t have known and that can’t be put on them.

He’d wouldn’t have handled Kamimura’s death well, but I think the extent of his mental decline could have possibly been different had Toshi not been butchered for shits and giggles and to stop Ken from investigating.

* I love Watari. I really do. But she was probably not the best person to reach out to Hasegawa first. Like, she did do everything right, but that doesn’t change the fact that she was Okazaki’s friend and then proceeded to still say she “also lost a friend” when that same friend was the one that took away Kamimura in the first place. Like she wasn’t wrong — they both lost their friends, (in Watari’s case, more ways than one). Watari is not a bad person. I love the fact that Watari tried to reach out and help Hasegawa. Watari is great. But she was not the best person to reach out to Hasegawa because sometimes when your bestie is the one who hurts someone, there’s negative association towards you. I don’t think Hasegawa would have thought killing Watari would give Kamimura vengeance, or that he hated Watari purely because of her friendship with Okazaki. I think if he mentally well he would have been able to see she was trying to help. But they’re in a killing game. Kamimura died. That’s a recipe for rapid decline mental health and a push to kill everyone around you because that’s what the killing game wants.

COOK ANON COOK UR SO RIGHT

hasegawa and kamimura both having long and painful deaths :((((

they make me so very sad

[depoemdawg]

Unveil (pt. 2)

Part 1

Part 3

Character: Mattheo Riddle x Reader

Synopsis: Y/N, the self-appointed explorer of Hogwarts, finds herself investigating a mysterious new Slytherin student and his unknown connection to the ghost in the Room of Requirements.

Author's Notes: I bet you guys are wondering where the romance in this story is. I am too. I'm just a huge main-plot adventure, side-plot romance typa gal. There will be more chemistry in the next part. I promise.

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By the time I scanned the entirety of the book shelves in the restricted section of the library, I only found one book that could help me figure out who the ghost in the room of requirement was.

Salazar Slytherin.

That’s it, that’s the title. No wonder Slytherins aren’t known for their creativity.

It certainly wasn’t a coincidence that the door to the room of requirement had the snake on it. The ghost inside the room reeked of dark magic, it was written all over his sunken appearance. Not to say that Slytherins are the only ones to practise dark magic, but Salazar Slytherin sure did. If anyone had any idea about secret slytherin rooms, it was him. And I’m also willing to bet that he knows the ghost.

I sat on the dusty dark oak table in the corner of the library. My gaze darts across the library, clearing the coast before I dive into reading the book.

Salazar Slytherin was a shady dude. To put it lightly. From practising dark magic and teaching his students it to his insistence on the pureness of magic blood. He was not unfamiliar with constantly breaking rules and having controversial opinions. He’s precisely the reason why his house, Slytherin, has an “evil” reputation. Salazar has had the habit of having secret caves in Hogwarts, namely the Chamber of Secrets, but it doesn’t mention anything about the Room of Requirements or any ghosts.

I groan and cover my face with my hands, there is nothing here. I’ve hit a dead end. I shake my head and get up. There must be something else I’m missing. 

Who could’ve made this room?

Crap. It’s been in front of me the entire time. 

It’s the ghost, isn’t it?

I can’t go back. I can’t. I’m not doing it. I will never ever talk to that demonic, ghastly, paralyzingly terrifying ghost again.

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“Can ghosts eat?” I stare at the pumpkin pie on my plate.

Ginny drops her fork on her plate and stares at me. “Y/n. No.”

“Okay.” I shrug innocently but when Ginny starts eating again, I decide to open my mouth again. “Say, you needed to bribe a ghost.”

“Y/n, is this about Dean?” She groans. “Please don’t bribe a ghost to kill him, please.”

“That’s a brilliant idea, thank you for that. Tell Dean to watch his back.” I grin. “But no.”

“What’s this about?” Ginny narrows her eyes at me, her attention fully on me.

“I met a ghost. I’m in love. I think he could be the one.” I give her a tight smile.

She rolls her eyes and looks at me in disbelief. “Oh my god.” 

“Please?” I plead, giving her my best puppy eyed look.

She caves in. “Ghosts usually have unfinished business right?”

“Yeah….?”

“Well, ask him what his unfinished business is and offer to help.”

“That is such a good idea, Ginny. I love our lunch talks.” I pull her into a rib crushing hug.

“You would die without me, you know that, right?” She pats my back, cringing from the pain.

“You never fail to remind me!” I take my plate of pie and leave the great hall.

“Y/n.” I hear my name being called as I step out of the hall.

“Mattheo.” I turn around to look at him and tilt my head in confusion. “You know who I am?”

“I have my ways as you do, I’m sure.” He jogs and catches up to me. In this light, I notice the scar on his nose. As well as the loose tie around his neck and untucked shirt. He looked like he just got out of bed…or out of a fight. 

“That’s suspicious, you know.” I give him a pointed look, walking down the hallways.

He throws his head back and groans. “What’s going to get you to trust me?” 

“Depends, why do you want me to trust you?” I stop and narrow my eyes at him. 

“I want to be your friend.” He puts his hands in his pockets and shrugs. “Is that so hard to believe?”

“You already have as many friends as you could ever need.” I turn and keep walking without sparing him a glance.

“I’m not going to stop following you.”

“You are.”

“I’m not.”

“You are.”

“I’m not.”

“You’re not.”

“I am.”

We both stop and look at each other, him grinning in victory.

I glare at him, weighing the pros and cons of having him with me. Pros? He might offer a different perspective, a Slytherin perspective. I could also get to know him and find out what he’s hiding. Cons? He could murder me, in cahoots with the creepy ghost man, and hide my body.

“Do you have experience in murder?”

He freezes and blinks, looking around the hallway and then turning his gaze back to me. Mattheo clears his throat and leans in with wide eyes, “in real life?” As he leans in, I realise that his cheeks are lightly covered in freckles. Huh. Didn’t notice that before. I’m shaken out of my daze when I'm hit with the realization of what he said.

“Real life?” I question in disbelief. “No, in bloody quidditch. Yes, real life!” I scoff and shake my head for what seemed like the millionth time. “Fine.”

Mattheo chuckles and straightens his posture, regaining his confidence. He was entirely too confident for his own good. “Right, where are we going?”

“Don’t ask me questions.”

“Okay, Raven.”

“Don’t call me Raven either.”

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“You’re not going to make me kill someone, are you?” He smirks, side-eyeing my annoyed expression as we walk.

“I will kill you before I ask you to kill someone.” I stop in my tracks in front of the wall.

Mattheo looks at the wall and then me, clearly confused. “What’re we doing here?”

“Shut up. I have to focus.”

“Focus on what.”

“Bloody hell, Malfoy!”

“Malfoy? Where?” He turns around.

“Merlin’s beard, truely, you're not that daft?”

“What-” His confusion drops to realisation. “Oh.”

That’s when it hits me.

“You’re not a Malfoy, are you?” I laugh in disbelief. 

He opens his mouth to say something before the wall’s bricks start to crumble and shift. The same door appears from behind the bricks, the same snake on the front of it. Mattheo looks at the door appearing in disbelief, his breath sucked right of his lungs.

“What, never seen a magic door?” I laugh at his reaction.

“Is this…the room of requirements?”

I nod and chuckle. “I have no idea how I summon this door every time. The room of requirement usually forms into whatever the finder requires. I don’t know what I require.”

He looks at me, his expression suddenly drops from awe to deathly seriousness. “Do you know what’s behind the door?”

An uneasy feeling wraps me. “Yeah…I do. Why do I get the feeling that you do too?”

“Because I do.”

My heart drops at his confession. I laugh nervously. “How could you?”

Mattheo slowly walks towards the door and stands before it. His eyes hold something I can’t recognize in them. He doesn’t look amused, or cocky or anything I’ve ever seen before. 

“Mattheo?” I ask cautiously, my hand instinctively reaching for my wand. He turns to look at me, his eyes dropping to my hand over my wand in my pocket. Mattheo looks back at me, clenching his jaw before turning back to look at the door.

“My name is Mattheo Riddle.”

My blood runs cold at his last name. “You- what?” I step back. I can’t believe it. How did I not see this coming?

His father was the ghost in the room. His father was….Voldemort.

I look at the door and then back to him. 

“I was looking for this door. You just made this a lot easier for me, Y/n L/n.” He chuckles, his hand reaching for the knob.

I pull out my wand and point it at him. “Why are you looking for your father?” I ask him, trying to keep my voice forceful.

“Now, what sort of a mystery would I be if I told you all the answers?”

What had I done?

[madhatterbri]

Hike | A.S.

Summary: Falling in love on a hike.

Mentioned/ Thought of by: @rise-against-the-machine

Author's Note: Dude at work gave me the creeps, and I'm trying not to distract myself.

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Hike with me?

Three little words in a text message that made you jump out of bed that morning. A happy hum through the house as you grabbed everything you would need to survive a hike with exercise aficionado Alex Shelley. A large hat, sunglasses, sunscreen, and water. What else could you possibly need?

The excitement to hike with Alex quickly diminished the moment you started to do said activity. Your thighs burned. Rocks that lay on the ground were silently cursed as you walked past them. Sweat dripped down your back, causing your shirt to cling to your back.

Alex, on the other hand, was having the time of his life. He paced through the trails like it was a flat surface. No cursing, no complaining, just a stoic look to finish this trail like his life depended on it.

At the end of the trail, he waited for you. His toned body wet from sweat. Some strands of his hair laid over his face to cover part of his eyes.

"How are you not dead right now?" You blurted out while leaning against a fence post. The water bottle you brought nearly almost done. This was not the fun you thought it would be. There was a little piece of Heaven on Earth. You just happened to walk through the piece that was Hell.

He answered with a small smile on his face. "That was nothing. Next month, I have even bigger plans."

"So you were trying to kill me?" You accused with a chuckle.

"I invited you. Trust me, I only invite the people I want around on these outings."

Your heart fluttered, but you had to tell yourself to stop. No thoughts of something more between the two of you. Friends. Friends weren't a bad thing. The past few months, Alex has proved to be one of the best friends. Always there when you needed him. Maybe that was as far as it would go, but it was something you appreciated.

Thunder rumbled over the park. Alex looked up at the sky. The skies had shifted since you two were hiking in the wooded trail. Both of your eyes flickered to a picnic shelter. You didn't know where the strength came from to not die. It was fear. Life reminded you when the park suddenly lit under a lightning flash.

You walked to the picnic table and laid on your back on the table. Your feet rested comfortably on the seating. Alex sat next to your laying frame. The rain started to pour heavily. After a few minutes of listening to the rain, you sat up. A burning question became too much to ignore.

"Hey, Alex?"

"Yeah?"

You sat up. His hazel eyes locked on you. "Why me? Why did you invite me here? You could have asked Chris or anyone else that's more up to your speed."

The air around you shifted. The quiet peace you found yourself in now rocky like the storm around you. He looked away from you and gulped. He patted his shorts with his hands before rubbing them together.

"I wanted to see if you'd be okay with this. You could have left me so many times, and you didn't. Even when things were a little messy," he chuckled and picked a stick out of your hair.

Suddenly, the storm didn't matter. Your burning thighs were a thing of the past. All that matter was his lips on yours.

[eris-snow]

12. 𝐌𝐫 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬

Tags: bakugoux fem!reader, juxtaposition, angst,fluff, falling in love

Look at me. Please look at me.

Just like the days former, Katsuki finds routine crackers easy with you. The hall in school feels like a second home, and the curtains you hide behind feel like your room. The numerous windows keep the hall bright, and your piano playing and stupidly random conversations ensure the hall is never quiet.

Your playing is getting better, either that or he’s going tone-death and wants to die peacefully, but he attributes it to his shattering eardrums and rising activity on the streets.

Saito, that old fuck up had offered him an insight into how your golden thread worked. Was more like a cord now though, the bindings stronger and thicker than before.

It gives you hints. It circles around clues and pulls you back from dead ends.

Damn thing has an attitude though. If I could still see mine, bet it’d be crocheting me a bridge to hell if I could still see mine.

The closer you are to the Target, the clearer the thread. The closer the Target is to death, the thinner it gets.

Text me if you need anything else.

He pockets his phone, and stares back at you, the cord weaving its way around you like a dog chasing its leash. Part of him thinks that you wanted to die so badly you would have committed to the act if he hadn’t found out your secret. The string was so fine when he found it, it might as well have been part of a spider’s web.

Now, it’s braided yarn tangled and woven together, your will to live skyrocketing because of hope and Katsuki himself.

Thank God, because Katsuki would have absolutely murdered you if you’d killed yourself.

—

7 April

Eijiro is so dead after this.

The box under Katsuki’s bed is jerked out, opened and dust-ridden.

Katsuki leaves five minutes to get a wet towel and just like that, his alone time plan is fucked by the fuckers that arranged a fucking slumber party in his room without the fucking audacity to tell him.

Fuck fuck fucky fuck fuck FUCK.

“Blasty, since when did you have all these things—?”

”PUT. MY. SHIT. DOWN.” He’s armed with nothing but a 10 by 10 cm towel, but he’ll wield it like a murder weapon and Denki knows it.

For the sake of their lives, Sero, Kirishima and Denki carefully place his items back down on the ground while Eijiro gives him puppy dog eyes.

“Kats—”

“Uh, uh, don’t Kats me. I refused to be guilt-tripped for being angry that you three invaded my room like incompetent robbers,” He points to the door, snarling. “Out.”

“But Bakugou,” Denki practically whines, unfazed. “Where did you get all of this stuff? We haven’t hung out in forever, and it’s either you’ve been sneaking off with girls or have been very lonely.”

“Or, I enjoy solitude,” Katsuki says darkly.

“Bullshit, no one likes solitude!” counters Sero.

Eijiro looks at him pleadingly. “Come on, Bakugou, it looks like you’re just cleaning stuff. We can help you! Talk about stuff!”

Katsuki gives him one hard glare, before flickering his eyes to Denki and Sero.

“Get out.” He grits.

Katsuki takes no bull from nobody. He wants to do this alone, and he will do this alone. Your things were gifts to him, and if any single one of them are chipped, torn or damaged, he’d sooner blast them across the campus faster than they could say ‘I’m sorry’.

His friends will park their asses outside his room.

—

His friends did not park their asses outside his room, and he’s currently contemplating whether mellowing out was a good decision in his overall life journey because now he has these people he can’t call extras anymore, people he can’t say no to, and people whose feelings he feels obligated not to hurt.

On the plus, they’re helping him wipe down your precious gifts to him, so it balances out his karma.

“What the fuck dude,” Denki says, the minute he steps back into the room after washing the cookery gifts. “This mug is so you.”

The cup is a washed-out orange, simple, sleek and subtle. It’s porcelain and well-made, just the way he likes it.

“Don’t drop it, idiot.” He takes it out of the blond’s hands, and sets it on his desk.

“Hey, look!” Eijiro says, pulling out the album which makes Katsuki’s heart rate rack up to an unhealthy number of beats per minute.

“Give that back-”

“There might be baby pictures! Let me see!” Sero shouted, diving for the seat next to Eijiro and knocking Katsuki’s hand out of the way.

“I HEARD BABY-” Denki erupts, before Katsuki kicks him out of the way and makes a grab for the album, only to face plant when Eijiro hardens his arm to block Katsuki and opens the album.

There’s loud silence for a second as Eijiro speeds through the album, their smiles growing by the minute as Denki wiggles his eyebrows and looks up at Katsuki’s redden face with pride and surprise.

“Who’s this?” He asks, a shit-eating grin playing at his lips as he points at a 13-year-old Y/n who had her arm slung around him in the picture. Both of them were posing, clutching a golden trophy while flashing their pearly whites for all to see.

“People,” Katsuki answers with a straight face, wrenching the album out of Eijiro grasp as he slams it shut.

“Is she here at U.A.? Are you pen pals with her? No wait-” Denki pauses dramatically. “Is she your secret girlfriend?”

Katsuki is one villain arc away biting Denki’s head off.

“Why haven’t we heard about her, Katsuki? There are so many photos here, it’s evident that both of you are close.” Sero grins. “When Mina hears this, she’s going to be all over you like that time you refused to be Santa Claus for Eri at her Christmas party.”

Mina always had a thing or two about gossip. Nothing gets pass her, and Katsuki knows any speculation is worse than what the truth actually is.

“She’s a friend.” Katsuki forces out. “And we haven’t spoken in a while, so I’m not as close to her as I used to be.”

“Tell us about her, what’s she like?” Sero asks, as Eijiro and Denki nod in agreement. They’re looking at him with big, guilt-tripping eyes. He hasn’t paid much attention to them ever since he found out your true origins, even more so when he learnt about your scheduled death.

These are his friends, and for that, he answers.

“She’s…” determined, suicidal, emotional, mysterious, ordinary—

Dying.

“…A mess.” He finishes, causing his friends to groan. Denki throws his hands in the air. “Give this guy a slow clap everyone, slow clap.”

Only Sero humours him as Eijiro sighs in disappointment, glancing over the box for any remaining items left to clean.

“Hey, Kats,” Eijiro says, holding up a crinkled scoresheet. In bold text, the title reads ‘Nuvole Bianche—Duet version.’

“What’s this?”

—

15th April

Thanks to climate change and the fact crime rates are rising, The date proposed by Katsuki to view cherry blossoms was a little late. Katsuki’s jacket is well worn, but you wear it anyway and greet him with hopeful smiles at the entrance of U.A.

He doesn’t return them, but he’s secretly hopeful too. If this fails, all he has left are pianos, and fuck if he knows where to go with street pianos.

Aldera Middle School is not a place with good memories, not to Katsuki. And by the looks of your tense shoulders and stone cold expression, you were trying your hardest to put on a strong front.

“Hey,” He nudges you. “Lighten up, it’s all in the past. Can’t hurt you.” He says, trying to sound confident. Part of him is trying to convince himself that too.

The place where he was at the top of the food chain, the four walls that had brought him upon a pedestal and skyrocketed his ego into the metaphorical stratosphere.

Even as he’s on the cusp of graduating into a good, stable job, even if he’s apologised and has put his foot forward into amending for his past mistakes, it brings him no joy to look back at the person he used to be.

“They’re staring.”

Katsuki blinks. What?

“Them.” You nod towards the rest of the bus, and now Katsuki sees what he’s been avoiding every time he goes outside. Scattered groups of people whispering, gossiping, subtlety (but not so subtly) pointing him out and debating whether they should say hello.

Even with a mask and sunglasses, his spikey hair is a dead give away. Maybe he should get a cap.

“Tch. Ignore it.” he says, sinking down further in his seat. “Extras won’t come here when I’m with you.”

Your heart clenches painfully at that. You wish, so, so badly that it were true, but whenever Katsuki was with you, it only looked like he was by himself. That’s why there haven’t been any tabloids since he went out with you.

You’re a non-entity. Invisible.

Shit, shit shit—

“Thank you.” You say instead. “I don’t think I say it enough. I…I don’t know if I would have picked myself up again.”

Sweet words coming from a snarky mouth.

Katsuki rolls his eyes, before he glances out the window.

“Whatever. Thank me when you can interact with people without them losing interest in you after three seconds.”

Ha…what a burn.

“I really don’t like you sometimes.”

The bus squeaks to a stop, and Katsuki stands up.

“Me neither.”

—

The yellow thread is fucking bullshit. It winds around you and it seems to feed off Katsuki’s anxiety and crippling inferior complex as it danced around the big cherry blossom tree he’d stood under the day of his graduation.

You have a longing, sad smile on your face when your eyes land on the innocent plant, like you were caught between flashbacks and painful reality.

“I remember seeing you during graduation.” You start, tracing your hands around the bark. “You were angry, and I could guess why.”

Katsuki doesn’t like this tree.

No, at that point of time, Izuku had hacked his way into U.A and got accepted, leaving him with two forehead veins ready to pop, a baby tantrum he’s reluctant to admit he threw, and no explanations whatsoever. He vowed as his mother took a photo of him on his graduation day that he would beat Izuku into a pulp and show him who’s boss, only to fall flat on his face on the first day of school.

Now, when he looks back at who he used to be, he shudders.

“You were awful.” You monologue, and you pretend you don’t see Katsuki flinch. “I acknowledge that now. To Izuku, to me. To everyone around you because you had a flashy quirk and top-tier grades.”

“Well it’s not like you were much of a fuckin’ saint either.” He mumbles. But he doesn’t really know what you were like back then, so he’s talking out of his ass.

“I know.” You smile, and it causes your eyes to crinkle up at the ends. “But I wanted to be just like you.”

—

“Did you know we used to climb this tree?” You murmur. “It’s strong and sturdy, so it can take both our weight.”

Katsuki arcs an eyebrow, as he watches you grip onto one branch, lay your foot on an indent, and climb. You’re not as strong as you used to be, after hiding in the shadows and avoided exerting yourself, so you can only imagine how silly it looks to Katsuki who can leap higher than the tree itself.

“Want help?” he says, hands stuffed in his pockets.

“No.” You struggle, and he watches you struggle. He watches you, with your two hands climb a tree that’s almost twice your height without helping you. His jacket is warm on you, because Katsuki is always warm with the Quirk that runs through his veins.

You picked out this jacket, got it at a sale and immediately regretted buying it for him because it was the only one left. You stole it from him every chance you got from then on because he really liked this jacket.

It made you so happy he wore it often.

Katsuki’s eyes are warm on you. Soft, even. Hands in his pockets, casually talking to you. You feel so lucky, to be considered his friend.

From atop a tree, the view you get is broader and wider. You see everything you don’t want to see.

Happy people, for one, but another part of you tells you you’re just jealous of them. And then you see it.

The eyes.

Male or female, young or old, scattered plots of people staring at Katsuki’s back and working up the courage to talk to him. You sigh, leaning on the trunk of the tree.

They’re staring. All of them. Staring.

Admiration lines their gaze and envy swarms your vision.

Fucking hell, you’re so jealous.

Three…(A girl musters her courage, and you sigh.)

Two…(She walks forwards, hand outstretched. When you’re ignored so often, your eyes often sees things that go unnoticed so easily.)

One.

“E-Excuse me? Are you Dynamight?” A middle school girl donning the same uniform you once did shyly greets the blond. You watch his red eyes widen, as he turns around to see her hovering around him like a moth to a flame. (Fuck flame, Katsuki was a fucking beacon) Soon, more people join, and there’s a line forming for autographs.

A surge of spite engulfs your heart. You’re here, you’re right here, can’t they see?

Why can’t you see me?

Katsuki is clearly uncomfortable, awkward around crowds because with fame and glory, he’s traded privacy and mobility, two things Katsuki values the most. He’s yet to fill out the mould he’s supposed to be, but he’s trying, so he signs the autographs and takes the pictures.

You almost can’t bear to look.

“Y/n, I heard you placed first in that competition! You’re awesome!”

“Y/n, that piece you played was soo hard, I wish I could be just like you!”

“Y/n, I wish my fingers could move that fast. You’re so cool!”

You remember these compliments and you remember them well.

What is it like, to be seen again?

What is it like, to have people look up to you?

“You used to go to this school! That’s why I chose to come here!” One person shouts.

Another person adds. “Thank you for your autograph! You’re so cool, Dynamight!”

Your eyes close, and you hop off the tree.

Why won’t you look at me?

—

The bus ride home is quiet. Too fucking quiet.

Katsuki doesn’t like that look in your eyes, even more so with the yellow cord around you thinning. Katsuki doesn’t think you realise, how difficult it is to bottle your emotions behind a facade. You wear your heart on your sleeve.

“Oi,” He growls. “If you have shit to say, say it. I can’t read your fucking mind.”

“Sorry,” You mumble. “It’s stupid. Wallflower thoughts. Hate you. Hate myself for hating you.”

Katsuki doesn’t get it, he isn’t good with people like that. But just as he was about to take your words at face value and explode at you, you mutter words his crippling hearing almost doesn’t pick up on.

“I hate it when people ignore me. So when everyone started coming up to you and started asking for photos and autographs, I just…” you wrap his jacket tighter around yourself, shaking your head. “Never mind.”

It’s not like Katsuki doesn’t enjoy the audience he’s amassed. When he’s at the top, he’ll be known to the world as the greatest hero with admirers worshipping at his feet.

But when he spent time with you at that cherry blossom tree, the only person who he wanted eyes on him…was you.

The monster, the villain, the jerk that he was, you knew how he was back then. And yet, here you are.

I hate it when people ignore me.

Something’s not fucking right about that. “Argh, god dammit, just-” He drags you out the bus, stopping at the gates of U.A.

“Wait here!” He yells, winding his arms up as he boots up his explosions.

“Bakugou—”

“Shut up!” He says, before he explodes his way to his dorm room.

That’s not right. This isn’t right.

Katsuki’s body is moving on its own, and he can’t stop it. The moment he saw your face, riddled with tired jealousy, he just—

He couldn’t bear it.

By the time he gets back, he’s panting like he’s running out of hell. In his hand, is a stupid small potted cactus.

“Bakugou?” You say, eyes wide like saucers. So cute, part of him thinks, wrapped up in his jacket like that.

“You…hah…you’re so easy to miss and have almost nothing going on in your life. You can’t order a Happy Meal without it getting forgotten for 30 minutes, and your cactus that you named Fluffy died because you overwatered it.” He takes in a deep breath, and straightens his body. “You talk about me and it scares me how much I’m supposed to know about you. You love my bentos so I’ll fucking make you one someday, and we can go shopping together to buy me a plant too because you want me to, just…fuckin’…!”

He looks at you, really, really looks at you. “I see you,” he says, holding you tenderly in his gaze as he offers you the small cactus.

“For now, c-can that be enough?”

He’s stuttering, Bakugou Katsuki, is stuttering, what—what is wrong with him?!

You take the cactus from his hand holding it gingerly like it was glass.

Then, you look up at him, and give him the most brilliant smile he’s seen from you.

“Sometimes I forget.” You whisper, “Just how lucky I am.”

A warmth spreads from the centre of his heart to the rest of his body. It makes his limbs tingy, and his fingertips buzz with electricity. He squashes it down, because now isn’t the time for feelings.

“Thank you, Bakugou.” You say, beaming at him with those pretty eyes and beautiful smile. Ah….God dammit.

As he walks you back to your dorm room, he hears you muttering as you trace a finger on the pot of the plant.

“I’ll name you Mr Prickles.”

215 Days Until Death

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[llamaisllama777]

THE (NOT)DAILY/(NOT)WEEKLY TSAMS, FEMNAFS, AND EAPS REVIEW SHOW!

Hey, everyone. It's been a bit since I last did one of these cause I took a break for a bit, but now I'm back. Let's talk about today's episodes. My gosh, were they great.

The B*tch came back!

Ladies, gentlemen, and simps alike.

He's back.

Our emo boy is back! Nexus is back! But he seems... off?

I think it's Nexus... kinda.

I think it's his shade (like a shadow of sorts or the physical embodiment of all the dark star power that was in Nexus, but that's a theory for another time)

Point is! 👏 Nexus is back, and he's after Dazzle. He wants to make Sun suffer for killing him and plans on making his death hurt by going after Dazzle.

Sun and Moon are now contemplating leaving this dimension entirely to avoid all the chaos here, especially the star stuff chaos.

Honestly...

They should have left sooner. This dimension has been nothing but chaos, so I saw leave, take Monty and Earth with ya. Solar and Jack, too. Leave this place! Go to Good!Sven's universe. He would love to have you there!

It would be nice for Sun, Moon, and Earth to have a dad who actually cares.

Also, this episode made me realize Sun has killed a lot of people with fire or fire related things,huh?

Roxas, dude, I want to like you, I do like you, even after this stunt...

BUT!

If you didn't want to go on the date, just reschedule!

You didn't have to go through the motions and act like a disinterested piece of [Beep]!

Sunny was excited for the date and was so sad when he dipped.

Roxas look don't be a tease.

Sunny likes you

And I have a feeling you like her too.

I saw how you were flirting with her in the episode where we met Roxas.

Roxas, please, you may have just become the Femnaf's fandom's public enemy number 1# for this stunt.

I still have hope that Roxny will happen. I can see it, I like it, I ship it. But right now, Roxas, pray. Pray Moonie and the fan base don't kill ya.

And last but certainly not least...

Wow. This Henry is a [Beep]ing terrible person! I mean, I know every Henry isn't perfect. They're all flawed, but gosh, dang!

You allow Vincent to run amok and kill other kids just to keep Afton at bay? What the [Beep] Hen?!

Eclipse is fully in his right to be mad! Henry is not only allowing innocent kids to die, but he also knew the whole time what was happening. He knew everything, about Eclipse, Puppet, Foxy, Puppetmaster, Charlie he knew it all!

He could have helped, but didn't.

(That's messed up for a lot of reasons, like you could have helped here, man)

I get that Henry is trying to prevent Afton from getting a new body by hiding Vincent, but that is no excuse. You helped a child killer serial killer just to prevent another from rising?

That's like, do you wanna get shot in the foot with a revolver or a pistol. It's still gonna hurt. It's still bad.

(And I think it uses the same rounds?)

Eclipse, I don't blame you for wanting to kill Henry. This Henry probably deserves death. I also understand why Charlie protected Henry cause at the end of the day...

that is her dad. Even if he isn't her version of him.

But Eclipse is right. He ain't the hero. He never asked to be.

But now he's stuck playing good guy cause no one else can.

I feel so bad for Eclipse, he just wants his kids back.

I hope he can save them and take both Vincent, Afton, and Henry down.

Amazing episodes!

11/10! 👏 👏 👏

[poppyseed799]

I’m not sure if it’s a conscious thing people are doing but I’ve been seeing a LOT of people trying to discredit Scar’s win. And I don’t like it.

In the 2v1, Pearl only got one hit in, which I don’t think dealt too much damage, then let Scar handle the rest, so it was basically Scar and Pearl’s wolves vs Gem. If Scar had killed Pearl like she wanted him to, and made it a 1v1 with Scar and Gem, then Scar would’ve had extra hearts and therefore an even BETTER advantage. So I don’t think he only won the fight cuz of the 2v1.

Then people also keep saying he wouldn’t have won if Grian didn’t deal so much damage to Gem earlier. I mean… yeah??? I’m sure Gem would’ve won if nobody attacked her ever. But they did, because that’s how the series works. Grian didn’t kill Gem, Scar did. Why are we talking about how much damage Grian dealt in a conversation that isn’t about him. You could apply this logic to literally any time someone attacked someone else to discredit any kill (unless it’s a kill done on someone with full hearts and no assistance I guess lol). Like I get Grian dealt what, over 40 hearts of damage? That absolutely softened Gem up but she recovered enough to not instantly die afterwards soo. Why do we credit Grian for a kill Scar did long after he died.

I also saw someone complaining that Scar only got so many kills and won because he was picking off people with low hearts. Dude it’s literally not his fault if everyone he goes after happens to have low hearts, he couldn’t know that. With Tango, everyone knew, and Scar gave him MANY chances to escape being killed. You know what he did with the rest of the people he knew had low hearts? Let Skizz run away longer, found out Joel had low hearts and told him to go for Skizz. Does that sound like something a cheapster who wants to pick off easy kills would do??? Besides, if going after people with low hearts WAS his strategy, it would be a pretty valid one lol. Difficult to pull off too since you don’t know heart counts and not everyone escapes a fight on low health.

They also said he only won because he had too many allies? I mean, that is stupid because that’s literally part of the strategy in this series, it’s a survival/pvp/SOCIAL game. Scar has ALWAYS tried to win via having alliances. AND HE DIDNT EVEN HAVE ANY SOLID ONES SO WHAT WERE THEY ON ABOUT?? I guess because everyone decided to try to win him over to their side? Which was actually caused by him NOT having allies lol. He honestly did more helping others than being helped anyways. Well, in the finale.

Anyways, I just wanna add that this does NOT mean we gotta make fun of Gem for losing or whatever. You could say like “Gem could’ve won if only (whatever) didn’t happen!” As a way to hype her up. But saying “Scar only won because (whatever)” is just messed up. He earned that win. Gem was also deserving but things didn’t line up well for her so she got a good 3rd place. That’s just how the series goes. This makes it sound like it’s Gem fans that are discrediting Scar but honestly I don’t think it is? I just don’t want people to think you can’t hype up Gem or talk about how she could’ve won.

Back to the topic. I think the enchanting having no restrictions really helped Scar lol. It had always been a big part of his strategy and now he finally had an episode 5 that was getting stacked as hell instead of dying horribly. Happy for him.

[waihtie]

Olá todos

Season 4 Episode 20 - The Rapture

Well that sounds important

○ Dean dreaming. Cas shows up. Says they need to talk somewhere "more private" like they aren't literally in his head. How else could they do it to ensure no one's listening in? He passed him a note.

○ Can we all acknowledge Misha's absolutely amazing acting skills. I love this man so much. Like yeah, that is definitely not Cas.

○ Also, where's Cas?

○ Dean wants to return Jimmy to his family. Sam wants to keep him to figure out what's up with the big Angel fight that clearly went down

Dude just wants to see them 💔💔

But the boys won't let him go home. It's too dangerous. Demons and angels are going to want to know what's up too.

I could listen to Jimmy's response to that alllllll day. Misha's voice and acting are so amazing

○ He snuck out

○ So did Sam

Needed to get his demon blood fix. Gross. (Dean still doesn't know that's a thing)

The lack of sexual tension between Dean and Jimmy is so funny

○ Anna just popping in. That was funny. She's still so bland. Especially when you think of these moments between them and Cas.

She says Cas was sent to heaven. And it's a painfully bad thing.

She needs to figure out what Cas wanted to say. Needs them to get Jimmy back.

○ Poor Jimmy.

*Flashback*

His wife thought he was having mental issues bc he believed an angel was talking to him

He gave up his family for Castiel (but made him promise his family would be okay)

Damn the obvious difference between Jimmy and Cas again. I love you, Misha.

*Back to the present*

"We stopped looking for you"

She won't let him see his daughter either

"I was in a psych clinic"

It wasn't even his fault. He couldn't have popped in to see them or called them and they can't even know that.

○ Sam is trying to hit up his dealer (Ruby) bc he's needing his fix

○ Awe Jimmy gets to eat supper with his family

Awee he lost all his faith

He's crying bc he's happy. I'm so sad bc I know he doesn't stick around.

And of course demons are after him. And his family.

And his wife saw him clock him while saying he's a demon. She thinks he's actually insane 💔💔

The boys coming in to save them

(Sam was too weak to kill one psychically. Must need the blood to keep him strong)

Sam telling Jimmy that he either goes as far away from his family as possible or puts a bullet in his own head 💔💔💔 He's angry. Damn withdrawal.

Jimmy has to say goodbye to his family 😭😭 (they believe him now)

SHIT. Jimmy's wife is possessed by a demon. Poor little Claire.

○ Jimmy yelling out to Cas 💔💔😭💔

He's gotta save his family from demons

WOAH Cas is using little Claire as a vessel and kicking everyone's ass. Knew he'd step up

○ oh. Dean seeing Sam go crazy for demon blood.

○ Jimmy forced to be a vessel for Cas again so that it's not Claire being the vessel 💔💔💔💔💔😭😭😭😭💔💔😭💔😭

"You won't die. Or age." Neither of those things are true

○ "I learned my lesson while I was away, Dean"

Oh they DEFINITELY fucked with my boy's brain

○ Sam waiting for Dean to get angry. Yell at him. Punch him. Dean doesn't have it in him.

THEY LOCKED HIM IN A REINFORCED ROOM. That's a harsh rehab.

It's interesting how every time Cas goes to heaven (by choice or by being dragged again) after this, it's in the vessel

I feel IMMENSELY sorry for Jimmy and his family.

I love all his scenes tho. I love Misha's acting soo much. And his non-Cas voice. And how he looks. And everything.

And he looked DAMN FINE this entire episode

(My being in love with Misha Collins fuels my watching of the show. You'll have to bear with me)

Tiktok I like of Jimmy